Widdershins

   You've got to take time, to have time to spend time with Time.

  Cherish the little things. Nay, find value in everything. Be glad of the soft tingle as a breeze brushes past you or the gift of merely breathing or seeing the day unfold as it does. What does it matter what you've "accomplished" so long as you're still glad that you are capable of existence and allowing yourself to perceive what is around you?

   Time, like most concepts, is one of the few things that cannot leave you. It is there because you wish to feel it; a presence because you know of the presence of other things in your world.

   Time is a gentle, yet constant lover.

 It wants the best of you; wants you to manage yourself, yet not dissolve into pure, non-driving emotion. It will nag you, there's no doubt about that. Might feel like it's pushing you, making demands, violently slicing your life into logical chunks... but it wants the best for you. Like any relationship, you start taking it for granted, view it as only there to push you along and the magic & fun bleed out.

I view Time as the perception of the relationship between everything else in existence. It feels good to just feel Time. To just watch as existence turns around you, the paths that lie around you. To just Be. 

 ...because I can't imagine anything more painful than the alternative. For every day to be indistinguishable from the others, to know that you have no control over what will come and that what does is just another pile of "things to deal with." To... just stare into The Void. 

 A being without Time is one without Spirit.